Quotes About Adorable

A puppy is the ultimate distraction.

I would love to get a pug. A puppy, a baby pug - I just want one so bad.

I collect pictures of adorable puppies on my phone. I have little room for anything else.

Put a puppy in your picture, and it will make it 20 times better.

It's hard to boo a puppy. You can't boo a handful of puppies.

I think my cat is adorable, and I probably give it too much fresh chicken. Maybe if I had a child, I'd be giving the chicken to the child.

The robin flew from his swinging spray of ivy on to the top of the wall and he opened his beak and sang a loud, lovely trill, merely to show off. Nothing in the world is quite as adorably lovely as a robin when he shows off - and they are nearly always doing it.

Megan and Marty's nine-month-old daughter with a mop of red curls.

Babies are always adorable but most adults are horrible.

Guinea pigs are quite difficult to draw, I think, because they're so furry.

I had a dog I raised for many years. He was a Pekingese with big eyes and a flat face, very cute.

Cats are so wonderful because they're furry, purry and totally independent.

Sonia Gandhi is great. She is adorable.

When a wolf doesn't want to do something, they look really cute.

Kittens are the best therapy.

You're not a dork, you're adorkable.

Other than a dimple in a cute little chin, What's more adorable than a toothless grin?

I actually don't mind rats at all. I kind of think they're quite cute, but that's just me.

I think that my favourite animal is a baby possum, or a joey. The face of a really little joey is so divine - so, so gorgeous.

I love puffins. They are small, round gothic birds, and their babies are called pufflings.

Whatever else she might be, she was not disagreeable. She was not coldly clever and indirectly satirical, but adorably simple and full of feeling. She was an angel beguiled. It would be a unique delight to wait and watch for the melodious fragments in which her heart and soul came forth so directly and ingenuously.

As always she was kitted out in the pristine pastels of baby clothes and her little plimsolls were so white my eyes ached. To look directly at them one would need a piece of cardboard with a hole in it, of the type used for viewing a solar eclipse.

You'd never get tired of a pony. It's a classic. It's, like, the Chanel jacket of toys.

A small red face ringed in soft black curls looked up at him for one moment, registered that he wasn't the milk-providing parent, and erupted back into a howl. There was no telling Lucia that she was a pebble on the shores of eternity. She was a living, breathing, adorable source of chaos, and he loved her so much that it felt as if his heart were beating outside his body.